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Chapter List
- 1-Group Therapy
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-INTERLUDE 'THE MEMORY'
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- 10-9
- 11-10
- 12-11
- 13-12
- 14-13
- 15-14
- 16-15
- 17-16
- 18-17
- 19-18
- 20-19
- 21-20
- 22-21
- 23-22
- 24-23
- 25-24
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- 27-Last
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Group Therapy

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Sequel to Mental Therapy

Which
was the sequel to Hormone Therapy & Cross-eyed.

WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS:

A.
I do not own DBZ. If I owned
it, the twins would be in the show and everyone would be running and screaming
in fear of Goten�s insatiable need for chaos and sex. (However, I do own: Vegeta�s uterus, the twins, Trunks� uterus
(when he gets one) and Gina.)

B.
If you did not read Hormone Therapy or Mental Therapy than you will be
as clueless as newborn. You should go read
Cross-eyed, but you don�t have to.

C.     &n
There will be SEX. Between two
males and between man & woman.
There will be CRUDE LANGUAGE.
(Goten�s T-shirts will be mentioned.)

D.
And this is AU. And it�s all
about humor.

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Masuyo
was not a happy camper. He wasn�t happy
at all. About anything, anyone or
anywhere. Except when Trunks held him,
and the general consensus on this was that Trunks stank horribly like Goten and
Goten (naturally, being an identical twin) smelled exactly like Vegeta (the
father.) So, just as long as Trunks
didn�t take a shower, the baby would be quiet while he held him. Which, unfortunately, left him to hold the
child for the full hour (it was more like ten minutes, but it felt like a long
time) that Gina was arguing with her mate.

�What
the hell are you doing?� she had demanded of him when he reappeared and grabbed
his jacket off the end of the bed�where he always left it. He had shrugged back into it, and looked at
her like he had just remembered he was mated to her. Gave her a foreign look that she thought he had stopped giving
her months ago. That strange haunted
look that told her that there were things he had seen and done that she could
not possibly understand.

�I�m
only going to be gone for a few seconds,� he said.

�To
me, maybe, just how long do you plan to be gone accordio yoo your time? And where are you going?� She felt something weird between them. A strange sense that if she wasn�t just a
puny human that mark on her shoulder would be burning. Because she could see Trunks curling his
shoulders, see how bright the scar on his shoulder was getting, and felt left
out, felt like she should know what this was about without having to bitch
about it.

�Look,�
he said. In that tone that meant
nothing she said was going to make a dent.
That tone that meant his brother was in trouble and nobody and nothing
was going to stand in the way of fixing that trouble. �I�ll explain everything when I get back. It�ll only be a moment.�

Futility
was trying to talk to a Saiyan with a twin brother. So she sighed. Hugged
him. He patted her on the back, but was
too distracted to offer more. �Just
boys, okay,� she said.

�What?�
(That sounded like the Vegeta she loved to torment.) He looked down at her like she had just said something insane.

�If
you feel the need to get laid while you�re gone. Just boys.yes"> Never with an intensity so strong that even his parents felt it.

�Have
any idea what this is about?� he asked.
Looked at Vegeta again. Reached
his arm out and let Bardock crawl from his mother onto his father. Felt his son wrap his arms around his neck
and hold onto him.

�Didn�t
Goten say he knew what gender the baby was going to be?� Vegeta asked.

�Yeah,
but then� He sounded all surprisedn
wn
we were at the hospital.� He had
threatened his Mother�s life because his Mom had said he wished Goten would
have all girls. Which turned out to be
the truth if Goten was right about his theory.

�He
knew that Vegeta would have a son because Goten already has a daughter
somewhere,� Vegeta said. With a
deadened sense of certainty. Flat voice
that spoke only what it believed to be the truth. And when he said it, the words made sense in a way that was
impossible.

�How
do you know that?� Bardock asked.

Vegeta
shrugged. �I don�t. It�s just what I think.�

Bulma
came out into the yard and stood next to them.
Looked at the blank patch of grass the twins had disappeared from this
time. Then at the three of them just standing
there. Was covered in soot and
grease. Shook her head and looked at
her hands. �I�m too old for that kid. He did four days of work in two hours. All I got finished was a single landing
pad.�

�They�ve
been gone too long,� Bardock said, �If that time machine was so great, they
should have been back already.�

~~~***

The
pain stopped. But for a few seconds it
was positively unbearable. He looked at
his hand�which had been clamped tight over the circular scar�and saw that it
was bloody. Frowned and tried to see
his own shoulder, saw a line of scratches going across the mating mark. Great.
He had mutilated his own scar.
That ought to go over great with his mate.

And
for that matter, why wasn�t he a bit more pissed about this whole thing? Because in the past three hours, ten billion
things had happened. Goten passed out,
Vegeta showed up, they both disappeared, Vegeta showed up again, said they were
leaving, the twins dragged the recently remodeled Time Machine back out into
the yard, took off and said they would be back.

Then
the blinding agony of the mark, and now he was lying on the couch�wearing
pants�and wishing that Goten was here.
Felt empty and lonely and thought that was pretty damn silly because he
had wished for a break from the constant sex, and now that he had one he didn�t
want it. Would rather be trapped under
his mate, sweating and arching and generally having a great time. But no.
He was alone. Tired. Shoulder bleeding.

Waiting
for his mate. Feeling the ache of the
scar�which hurt like old bruises hurt, in a distant way that you knew would end
soon.

Gina
showed up, carrying Masuyo�who was sleeping�and she sat down on his legs,
looked at him and sighed. �How�s our
boys?�

�The
crisis has been dealt with. They should
be back soon.� Should have been back
thirty minutes ago. Should have
disappeared and reappeared at the same moment, because that was what made Time
Travel so freaking cool. The fact that
it was time travel.

�So
Mummy offered to gather up the dragon Balls and turn me into a Saiyan,� she
said.

�Really?� Felt like he was drifting off to sleep. A weird sleepiness that was out of place,
and maybe that too was coming through the bond to Goten.

�I
talked to Vegeta about it and he said that I should really think about it
before I did it. What do you think?�

�Never��
he felt like he was asleep already, �Been�
Not a� Saiyan.� Yawned.
Lethargy made it difficult to keep his eyes open. Made it impossible, actually, and when they
slid closed he thought that he really wished his mate hadn�t died or
anything.

~~~***

Bardock
was tossing eggs at the side of the Capsule Corp building, giggling and trying
to hit the same place twice in a row (failing at this because it takes muscles
and precision to aim and neither thing did he have.) This rather interesting pastime was interrupted when a new little
hand reached around him, grabbed a few eggs and tossed them, splattered both of
them on the exact same place, and when he craned his neck around to see just
who the hell had interrupted him, he was met with a face full of golden
tail. There was a girlish giggle, and
he grabbed the offending tail, yanked himself to his feet and found he was
looking at a rather tall girl. (Young,
but not nearly as young as him.) She
was laughing at him.

�Bardock,
right?� she said. Tugged her tail out
of his hands flipped it back and forth behind her and then it curled right
around her waist as perfectly as if she had complete control over everything. Her hair was long, spiky but downward,
black, naturally. Her eyes were
blue�like Super Saiyan eyes�and she looked at him with a sense of
amusement. She wore two little earrings
on her ears and they seemed to be humming.

�Who
are you?� he demanded.

She
handed him a rag. �Clean it up
buddy.� Pointed at the wall.

He
took the rag and tossed it at her face (which was a good three foot higher than
his own) and watched her bat it away.
�You clean it up!� he shouted.

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Goten: I�m
confused.

Lil�Geta:
This is unusual how?

Goten: Oh, haha asshole!

Lil�Getaan san style="mso-spacerun: yes"> I
was just saying

Gk: Bored
now. More sex needed.

Jaygoose:

mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt'>Getarian:

Heen. I love it when people like my lemons. Makes it all worthwhile. *sighs contently * Oh, and I like it even more when people call me EVIL! YEAH!
And I was worried that I would hopelessly confuse people and they would just
be like �forget this� and leave my story all alone and then I would have to sob
brokenly for many months.

Lol. I can just see all the Third-Class sitting
around watching the Soap Network, and beating the crap out of each other over
the drama found therein. Ahhh�You have
gleaned that Goten *will* replace his mother�s Ki rings, but he had not *yet*
done that in A Prince Among Men. So,
you�re gleaning is correct, but this Goten is speaking of that story in past
tense. (It�s still weird when everyone
is comforted by the Twins arrival as opposed to worried what ruckus they are
going to cause.)

And
yes, that scene does explain so much of why Vegeta was such a brat in
Cross-Eyed doesn�t it. Totally explains
the intensity of how much he was willing to do to protect his brother.

Mechanical Butterfly:

I
was going to ask where you�d gone to, but I figured that would be mean,
considering I was gone for almost a full week.
So, I didn�t say anything, but I was wondered what happened to you.

I�m
glad you like the story linking, I do get worried that someone�s eventually
going to get fed up with all the story linking and tell me to stop it. But until that happens� I like the challenge. *grins really broadly *
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Sequel to Mental Therapy